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Headin' down south to the land of the pines | I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline | Starin' up the road and pray to God I see headlights
Headin' down south to the land of the pines I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline Starin' up the road and pray to God I see headlights I made it down the coast in seventeen hours Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers And I'm a-hopin' for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey... mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey... mama rock me Runnin' from the cold up in New England I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band My baby plays a guitar, I pick a banjo now Oh, north country winters keep a-gettin' me down Lost my money playin' poker, so I had to leave town But I ain't a-turnin' back to livin' that old life no more So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey... mama rock me Yeah, rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey... mama rock me Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke I caught a trucker out of Philly, had a nice long toke But he's a-headin' west from the Cumberland Gap To Johnson City, Tennessee And I gotta get a move on before the sun I hear my baby callin' my name and I know that she's the only one And if I died in Raleigh, at least I will die free So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel Hey... mama rock me Oh, rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey... mama rock me So, rock me mama like a wagon wheel Rock me mama any way you feel (oh, I wanna feel) Hey... mama rock me Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Rock me mama like a southbound train Hey... mama rock me
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